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Yesterday

Yesterday He loved me before dinner Bouquet of intentions The blooms of tomorrow so enticing I succumbed To the charms Only wanting illusions love To kiss me forever Dead flowers in vase A reminder Of my silent suffering The washing machine Cleansing my memories

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Fj Thomas

Date: 6/22/2022 9:26:00 AM

Beautiful in its sadness Aurore. White Wolf gave a good tip, when words just flow from me with no particular form, "free verse" is my go to form choice if I post it ;)

Arturo Michael

Date: 4/27/2018 12:05:00 PM

Put the bad thought in and wash and dry them...Nice one...

Silent One

Date: 9/16/2017 4:12:00 PM

This is so sad..

White Wolf

Date: 8/2/2017 11:37:00 PM

So much conveyed in such a succinct piece! Whenever I'm stuck on a form I usually post it under "free verse." lol, nicely done!

Charlie Smith

Date: 8/1/2017 8:07:00 PM

I suppose it would all depend on what detergent you use, well done Aurore...

Eileen Manassian

Date: 8/1/2017 2:46:00 PM

This is so sad, dear, but it is written so beautifully. "the blooms of tomorrow so enticing"....as they should be. May tomorrow bloom again for you. Hugs

Tim Smith

Date: 8/1/2017 8:25:00 AM

The sorrow washed away...you need someone to carry you to a better place dear.

Jan Allison

Date: 8/1/2017 6:56:00 AM

wash away those blues men like this are a waste of space:-( Aurore :-) Hugs Jan xx

Darren White

Date: 8/1/2017 12:05:00 AM

Sad little poem Aurore.... I adore the final two lines. Great poetry.